Brain Dead Friday

Brain Dead Friday

Squiggy and Lenny are very good at keeping secretsHad not one but two great post ideas for today. One of them I thought of on the way to work. The other, I thought of on the way home.

It is now after ten at night and my brain is mush. I will not be writing either one.

One post was to be about Lounging with LannaLee (LLL) and how it is a sort of digital intellectual salon, a one-on-one conversation about interesting things.

The other was to be about how I sometimes (often) feel like an impostor and how I am working through it. Part of the reason I did not write either post is because of the impostor thing.

When I get an great idea for post I think, “This will be awesome! I can totally write the shit out of that.” And then I lose my confidence and I don’t write it.

[Not every time, obviously. I have written some pretty awesome blag posts in the past few months.]

But I am working on stretching myself and the LLL Show and part of that means stepping out of my comfort zone and writing some more process oriented posts. As far as I can tell, I am doing something new and different with Lounging, it is, in many ways hard to define. It, at it’s core, is a conversation with me and another fascinating person. My guests are asked to be on the show because mainly I think they’re interesting and that we could have a great conversation.

That is what is at the core of the Salons of old: great conversation, lively debate. There is a television show that was on when I was a kid that comes to mind when I think about what kind of tone I want for Lounging with LannaLee, and it’s The Michael Douglas Show. The Michael Douglas Show was witty and funny and more than that it was fun. People would talk about real issues too, overall it was a great time. I remember the show very fondly.

So I kinda did talk about the things I thought of talking about but then realized my brain was too fried to talk about so I decided to talk about that and voila! a post was born.

You still think I’m an impostor. Don’t you?